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Chapter Twenty-Eight
Jax
My heart is pounding in my ears, even over the noise in the chopper’s engine as we’re coming in to land. Have to hand it to Baxter, he’s useful to have around in an emergency. There’s no way I could have got us from London to Edinburgh in such a short space of time.
Speak of the devil. Baxter’s voice comes over the intercom, the headphones drilling his words straight into my skull. “We’ve got a ten minute ride to the hospital. I tried, but they wouldn’t let me use the air ambulance landing pad. Wankers. I have a car waiting.”
If I wasn’t so desperate to check that Raven was alright, I’d probably laugh at his entitled attitude, but at the moment I agree fully with him. Hospital wankers. I appreciate his efficiency though, usually that sort of thing falls to me to sort out.
As soon as the engine cuts and we’re given the all-clear to disembark, I’m ripping off the phones and clambering out. Not my first experience in a chopper, but definitely my least favourite. I know it slashed the journey time, but it still felt like an eternity.
Once in the limo that Baxter had promised would be waiting for us, we’re able to talk. Hell, I can finally think. The pounding is still there though.
My phone buzzes in my jacket pocket, but I ignore it.
“What’s going on? Any news?” Baxter immediately pounces when the car pulls off.
I check my phone. A missed call from Tilly.
“Nothing,” I sigh my reply.
“Tell me what happened again,” Baxter insists.
“Rebel called, said he found Raven half naked on the bed, wrists slashed, unconscious, possibly drugged. Beat the shit out of Charlie until Thorn and Ace arrived and pulled him off.”
“Charlie? The dickwad she was dating? The guy who fucked her car over?”
“Yeah...wait, what? When was this?” I frown in confusion.
“The other day. She phoned me in a panic, said he’d smashed her car up real good, and threatened her.”
“What?” I yell. “Why didn’t the guys tell me?”
“Well, she probably didn’t say anything to them, with the car being a gift and all - you'll have to tell me how Rebel managed that by the way, stubborn brat won’t take shit off me and I’ve been trying for years! She was mostly worried about the car and not being able to fix it. I sent her the money to get it sorted straight away.”
“Whoa, back up…threatened?”
“Well, yeah, she mostly laughed it off, but she was pretty shaken up because he alluded to Phoenix.”
“I’ll fucking kill him,” I grind out, blood boiling. My scalp prickles all over, sending white hot spikes down the back of my neck.
“I wish I had,” Baxter mutters. “None of this would have happened if I’d just ditched Tilly and got my ass back up here. I knew something was wrong, I could just tell.”
“Absolutely. I hear you,” I reply, turning to stare out of the window.
“Look,” Baxter begins. “About that-”
“We’re here,” I interrupt, throwing the door open and climbing out before the car has come to a complete standstill. Baxter can follow at his own pace. Or not. Whilst we’re not exactly friends, I know he’s not the enemy anymore, but I’m still not about to hang around for him. Not when I need to know Raven’s okay. I won’t take anyone’s word for it; I need to check with my own eyes.
Luckily, I’m saved from having to hunt around the hospital for her, when Ace appears at the entrance and leads the way. As we wait for the lift, I ask him how she is.
“Not good,” comes his hesitant reply. “Won’t wake.”
“And Rebel?” I check, knowing that he’ll be reeling.
“Bad,” Ace confirms. I knew it; he’s such a unique combination of temper and kindness, fire and heart. He’ll already be blaming himself, it’ll be unbearable if anything happens to her.
“And the prick?”
